Twin god-level martial souls shocked the demon emperor's wife!

Most viewers don't see a problem.

But the suzerain, vassal king and other arrogances present all had doubts in their hearts at this moment.

In the imperial city candidate area, Ye Wudao shook his head: "Even if this child has a pair of different pupils to restrain the dual elements of water and fire, it is impossible to absorb all attacks unscrupulously."

The other team members were surprised: "Boss, you mean this kid has a problem?"

Ye Wudao responded indifferently: "The strength of this kid's physical body should far exceed that of the soul master of the same level, otherwise he would have been blown up by the huge energy absorbed."

The team member gave a thumbs up and exclaimed: "It's still the boss, you have a sharp eye, and you can see everything clearly."

"Then we really have to be careful against this kid in the future!"

Facing the team members' flattery, Ye Wudao didn't feel cold at all, and slowly shook his head.

The team members retreated resentfully, lowered their heads and muttered in a low voice: "Why doesn't the boss seem very happy?"

The teammate next to him scolded: "Nonsense, that kid is just a support, no matter how special the physical body is, can he be stronger than us? Probably just got a little chance by luck."

"What grade is the other party? If you tell the boss to be careful with that kind of guy, can the boss like to listen?"

Ye Wudao ignored the conversation among his teammates, the black dragon robe symbolizing the direct line of the emperor fluttered with the wind, his indifferent vertical pupils ignored Luo Fanchen, and his eyes fell on the rest area of ​​Sword King City.

In his eyes, there is only the young man in civilian clothes with the wooden sword on his back, the others are not worthy to be Ye Wudao's opponent at all, the level is too far behind.

At the waiting area of ​​Yanyun City, Lin Qianjue gritted his teeth and said excitedly:

"Interesting, this kid is a bit interesting."

"I thought it was a wine bag and rice bag, but I didn't expect it to be really powerful."

"A pair of spiritual pupils, abnormal healing power, and a strong physical body."

"Tsk tsk, this is the value that makes me take a serious shot and knock it down."

Lin Keke turned her head when she heard the sound, frowned and said:

"Lin Qianjue, we are from the same sect, so I advise you not to provoke my Brother Luo."

Lin Qianjue couldn't listen to the persuasion at all, and the flame of jealousy in his heart rose even more: "Miss, I will prove my ability to you!"

"Absolutely no worse than that kid!"

Lin Keke shook his head helplessly and sighed again and again.

"Who do you compare yourself to?"

The damned ghost can't be persuaded, but I really have to remind Brother Luo, you can beat him to death, but don't really beat him to death, you will have a long memory.

Anyway, he is from his own sect, this kid is a little reckless, and he has no evil intentions.

Lin Keke glanced at the fairy-like elder sister, and found that the other party had a pair of wonderful pupils, staring at the direction of Qianlong City's team, thinking about something.

Soon, cheers sounded from the auditorium, and the second match of the three groups started.

In the Twilight City, seven bald players wearing gold-patterned white robes appeared on the stage, and their shiny bald heads even reflected the scorching sun at noon, which was quite dazzling.

The six members of Yan Prison City were tall and thin, with a standard thin dog figure, but the captain, Meng Shang, was like a giant bear, with bronze-colored muscles bursting, and the white vest on his body was about to explode.

Gang Shang appeared on the stage, the third in the last empire, the young master of the Panlong Sect, no one dared to underestimate him.

The seven bald-headed strong men in Twilight City had serious expressions, and a fierce sense of oppression came over them, crying in their hearts.

I planned to change my fate against the sky in this competition, but I didn't expect to be assigned to the death group directly.

It's not as good as Qianlong City, which has had a lot of shit luck. It's so cool to be divided into two teams that can just restrain themselves.

"boom!"

Inspired by the battle, the seven bald heads of the Twilight City went on the stage and directly used their big moves.

Collectively activate the fourth spirit ring.

"The light shines in the world, covering all directions!!"

The strongest soul skills of the seven people were superimposed, and the golden sun suddenly rose on the field, and the golden light radiated the audience, attracting more than [-] spectators to curse.

"Grandma's! Almost blinded my titanium alloy dog ​​eyes."

"This trick is too shameless!"

"Changing direction to blind, how to play!"

The bald brigade bared their white teeth one after another, looking excited.

That Jian Jiujue developed an astonishing sixth sense, and can output output with his eyes closed.

How do you Rock Prison City block it?

The smile did not wait for more than three seconds, and the seven people in Yan Prison City did not panic. They were already prepared, and at the same time they took out a simple alloy eye mask from their pockets to cover their eyes.

"Boom boom-"

The seven people in Twilight City fired golden light bombs continuously, like mercury pouring down the ground, aiming at the area where the opponent was standing in front of them and bombarding wildly.

"Hiss—"

The dense neighing of pythons resounded in the arena, which was particularly ear-piercing.

Behind the seven people in Yan Prison City, a huge gray python appeared at the same time, and its snake scales were covered with coquettish patterns, which made people dizzy.

"Panlong python, possessed!"

In an instant, the seven of them turned into pythons, and gray-brown snake scales with fine patterns grew on their exposed cheeks and arms, and they stretched out their arms at the same time.

The arm is alienated, and countless pythons are born, sweeping and biting forward.

Hundreds of manic pythons smashed into pieces, devoured the light bullets, and launched attacks with no dead ends.

The expressions of the seven bald men in the Twilight City changed, as long as they were entangled by a python, they would soon be controlled to death by an army of other pythons surrounding them.

The "Twilight Blade" was urged to cut, and there was a piercing sound of gold and iron.

They were blind and controlled each other, but now they have nowhere to hide when they are attacked by the group of pythons, and they are tired of dodging.

"Boom!"

The Qinggang arena trembled suddenly, and the gangster who had never made a move moved.

The bronze muscles all over his body squirmed, like a devil with muscular muscles.

Stepping on the flurry of dancing pythons, rushing forward like a bull, with eyes closed, rampaging.

"Bang bang bang."

A series of muffled sounds followed by screams one after another,

One side of the defensive light shield was smashed and exploded by the iron fist of Gang Shang's natural supernatural power, and his shiny bald head flew around in the field, and was finally bound and restrained by the python.

When the audience's eyesight returns to clarity.

I saw the bald people in the Twilight City lying on the ground helplessly, beating the ground in pain.

"Losing!"

"Our Twilight City lost again."

"Fathers and folks, I'm ashamed of you guys. This year, I'm going to be at the bottom again."

Meng Shang shook his head slowly, without any sympathy in his eyes, and led his team to step down.

The arena does not believe in tears, strength is king.

this is the truth.

The cheering group in Twilight City was also silent. They lost two games in a row in the group stage, and there was no hope of qualifying.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Don't panic!!"

"Drizzle Rain City and Kuangyan City have been crippled by Qianlong City, so they won't be at the bottom this year!"

The eyes of the people cheering for Twilight City brightened, yes!

There is also a match for the seventh and eighth place in the loser's bracket, so why panic.

The strong team can't beat it, can't we pick the weak persimmon?

The bald men regained their confidence and got up from the ground again with high fighting spirit.

High in the sky, the faces of Mad King and Rain King were purple, feeling offended.

He hated Luo Fanchen so much that his teeth itch.

Damn it! !

Yan Wang made up the knife in time: "Pu Chi, this Twilight City really knows how to find opponents."

The competition is still going on, and the group stage ushered in the last three games.

A group of Yanyun City fought against the Imperial City, and Lin Qianjue directly led the team to surrender.

I don't want to fight with the previous champion in the group stage ahead of schedule.

It's definitely going to work out anyway.

Now that the team is disabled, it will suffer a big loss when the knockout round is not complete.

Most importantly, Lin Qianjue stared fiercely in the direction of Qianlong City.

The six teams that qualify in the knockout round will cross-play, and the No.2 in each group will compete with the No.1 in the other three groups.

Only by becoming second in the group can Lin Qianjue give himself a chance to meet Qianlongcheng.

I was afraid that Qianlong City would meet other teams in the first knockout round and be eliminated.

His fists were already so hungry and thirsty.

In the last match of the second group, Drizzle City played against Kuangyan City.

Two substitutes came up from Kuangyan City, and there were three semi-disabled Heitan, the seven of them couldn't get together, and the captain, Fen Nu, was still in the hospital for rescue.

Drizzle City came up with three young substitutes, and four old players who were bandaged all over and went into battle on crutches. As for Miao Sha, who was instantly killed by Luo Fanchen, he was rescued next door to Fen Fu.

A match that was dubbed by the audience as a pecking game ended quickly, and Drizzle City won.

The cheering people in Kuangyan City could no longer get irritable and cried bitterly.

Desire to kill thieves, powerless to return to heaven.

"It's over, it's over."

"I thought they gave it for free, but I didn't expect us to be it, Zhuo."

The cheering group of Qianlong City, who had been ridiculed by the two king cities all the time, let out joyful laughter.

Twilight City is even more excited than them.

"Yeah, I definitely don't need to be at the bottom this year."

"Thank you Qianlong City veteran for your righteous action!!"

The mad king's face turned green, his beard and hair stood on end, and he wished he could go mad and kill right now.

The last match of the three groups, Sword King City vs. Yan Prison City.

The two teams, which were already firmly locked in the qualifying round, did not choose to tacitly preserve their combat power to enter the knockout round, but broke out in a peak-level battle.

The young master of the Panlong Sect, Mang Shang, led his team to fight against the sword son of the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sect, Jian Jiujue.

The scene was grand and magnificent, with pythons whistling and sword qi criss-crossing.

The ultimate control, against the ultimate kendo output.

Jian Jiujue's sword skills are superb, and Meng Shang's natural supernatural power can't stop hammering that wooden sword.

The two of them have not yet decided the outcome of the battle, and the other teammates have already divided the outcome.

All six people from Yan Prison City were cut off from the ring, and the Panlong Mang was restrained by the Seven Star Longyuan Sword.

Mangshang saw Jian Jiujue's other six teammates formed a sword formation, surrounded him, and sighed: "I can't beat you in the team competition, let's fight again in the individual competition!!"

The audience couldn't get enough of it, and the popular Wang Jianjiujue hadn't sacrificed his martial soul yet.

But it is also clear that this is a team competition after all, the six teammates lost, and the captain of the opposing team is not inferior to himself, he knows that the situation is over, and it is understandable to admit defeat.

Ye Longhe and the others clicked their tongues and looked at each other.

"If there is no adoptive father to lead the team, we would have to be beaten to death."

"It's so perverted." Li Xukun exclaimed: "Thinking that my adoptive father will have to face such a siege by ten monsters in the end, I feel terrified."

Luo Fanchen was leisurely, lying on the armchair taken out of the storage space, eating the moist purple grapes handed over by Ye Xi, and spitting out the seeds into Ye Youling's palm.

Ye Xiying squeezed her shoulders behind her with her tender little hands, although she squeezed very hard because of jealousy.

"You Ling, are you geniuses in the White Tiger Empire like this?"

"Forehead……"

After thinking about it, Ye Youling said, "Probably stronger than these geniuses."

"Oh?" Luo Fanchen raised his eyebrows.

Ye Longhe and the others looked over in astonishment: "Better than them?"

Ye Youling said disgustedly: "Others don't know that the second prince of the White Tiger Empire is an unborn evildoer. You have seen Jun Wuhui, but he was scared by these two princes and dared not return to the country."

Miao Teng'er and the others shivered for a moment, feeling a little cold on their backs, and quickly hugged the foster father's thick legs.

YangMeng said curiously: "I don't know which team we will face in the next knockout round."

Ye Longhe's mind was peaceful: "It doesn't matter, the adoptive father will take action."